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FAGE… The 13th.

Title: Passages of Time

Written for: Mama4Dukes

Written By: SparklingFae

Rating: M

Summary/Prompt used:

One moment they were arguing, the next they were before the council being punished for it. Fate has a funny way of bringing two of the most unlikeliest of people together.

Paul and Bella fight over ice cream.

Chapter 2

Life 2: India. 642 A.D.

It was an auspicious day, the day Mahesh would take Chakrika to be his wife. Their union was a fortunate one, for he had chosen her as his wife, not just because it was a good match, but because they truly loved one another despite never having looked upon each other's face.

The festivities were elaborate and jubilant, celebrations continuing well into the evening when the final act took place.

Mahesh and Chakrika sat before a priest as he blessed their union, pouring oiled water in both their hands, Chakrika's hand laid upon Mahesh's, while holding the sacred lotus flower. The priest then tied the sacred veil of her wedding sari between them and directed Mahesh to lead Chakrika around the sacred fire seven times, a symbol of the seven lives that their union would endure and that they would love one another through. Chakrika was a vision in the red and gold sari and filmy veil that covered her face, the garments jeweled with gold and deep green emeralds that made her dark eyes sparkle with joy and excitement.

Later that evening, they adjourned to their private chambers. Mahesh was an advisor to the Rajkumar of their region and the position afforded him certain privileges, like having his own chambers in the royal palace.

Chakrika was nervous about their wedding night, but excited to finally be married to her love. She trembled beneath her veil as Mahesh slowly disrobed her, his voice a low soothing murmur as he assured her of her beauty and his love for her. It was as if Mahesh knew exactly what his young innocent bride needed to ease her nerves and his gentle attentiveness pulled Chakrika out of her fearful anxiety. Mahesh's soothing rasp was like a balm to any nerves she felt in the moment.

"I want you to just feel, Chakrika. Allow me to be with you in all ways.'

She made a small affirmative sound as her dark eyes met his, seeing nothing but love from within them. The last of her reluctance passed as she placed her hand in his and gave him her heart, her absolute trust in his love and tenderness.

Her acceptance spurred him on, and, with a heated look in his eyes, he began to show her just how much he truly loved her. Their lips met in the tenderest of kisses while the passion grew & ignited like wildfire. Their touches became more brazen, caressing one another's formerly forbidden parts, the need to map and know each curve and angle only furthering the ache and yearning they had for one another.

Chakrika gasped as Mahesh discovered her breasts, the lightest of caresses causing her to shiver as the taut peaks of her nipples grew hard and sent a fresh wave of wetness to the sacred center between her thighs.

She needed and wanted him to take her now; she was bursting with the desire to have him completely own her, but he was careful and tender in their foreplay. Their low moans and cries of please became a chorus of need echoing in the marble stillness of their chambers.

"Mahesh, please..I…", she whispered before pausing, unable to articulate what she actually wanted or needed.

Yet, again, he seemed to know just what she needed as he placed himself between her thighs and slowly began entering her for the first time, the broad head of his length pressing past her slick folds. She took in a shuddering breath at the sensation.

"Mahesh", she called out to him and tried to draw him closer.

"Take a deep breath and focus on me, Chakrika," he murmured, brushing his lips over hers tenderly.

She did as he requested, her gaze fixed on his and a breath drawn in, only to have it pushed from her lungs in a low whimper at the sharp sting of her innocence broken. It was done; Mahesh had accepted the gift of her innocence and joined them together in every way. He remained still, his forehead resting against hers as he allowed her time to adjust to the feeling of his length deep inside of her sacred heat. Slowly, she began to relax. She hesitantly shifted against him, drawing a ragged moan from her loving husband.

"Please, Mahesh. It is good now."

Her words encouraged him to surge forward and fill her completely. Body against body and touch against touch, they became one.

The sounds of lovemaking filled the chambers as they strove toward completion, their sharp cries rang out into the room. Finally, when her body could take no higher pleasure, she fell over that edge into oblivion, her walls clamped tightly around his member, milking him as he poured his essence inside her, marking and claiming her as his for all time. Their soft declarations of love and pleasure continued long into the night as they affirmed their new bond and joyfully celebrated it.